LIFE

Its dim concurs
With the patience of the coffin
As the hands of the clock
Dances away with time
Swiftly

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A TINTED BLOT

He set sail
A cannel coal coated candle
With an impulsive flame
Strutted with latent ideas
And messianic charisma
But set foot on a land
To be sabotaged by the hue of his skin
A tinted blot
In a snow field